The silver flame sword collided with the pitch-black saber, and the magic power of the two colors collided together and instantly erupted into a roar.

While one person stepped forward to block Yerald, the other eleven had already completed the encirclement of him, and twelve pitch-black magic powers instantly linked them together. In order to make the team advantage more obvious, the demons with tacit understanding often adopt the practice of linking each other's magic together, so that when one person faces the enemy, the remaining teammates can lend their magic power, which greatly enhances the ability of the enemy.

Although the two of them parted as soon as they touched each other, it was obvious that the Black Imperial Rider had not outperformed Yerad in terms of strength, and it was just an ordinary blow that was pushed back by Yerad's power and took several steps back.

At this time, Yerald suddenly turned around and slashed down with a backhand, and the fierce sword momentum drew a silver flame like a meteor, but unexpectedly, this sword that was determined to be won was suddenly taken by two other overlapping black swords, and it turned out that the other two black royal riders saw that their companions were at a disadvantage and drew their swords and rushed up.

The sword momentum paused slightly, and two strong winds pressed over. The two pitch-black magic swords slashed across one left and one right, and Yerald hurriedly retracted the sword in front of his chest, but was directly smashed out by this power, dragging it on the ground and sliding dozens of meters to set off a burst of rubble.

Without time to take a breath and leap from the ruins, Yerald swung his sword to block the three black swords that were suddenly slashed, but he was thrown out again and rolled on the ground in embarrassment.

Quickly getting up and taking a few steps back, several black blades flashed in front of him, and Jerad felt confused for the first time. Although it is only a matter of time before it continues like this, does it really end like this? Or is death a kind of salvation for oneself? Thirty-four years is just a moment for the demons, but for oneself, this moment is so long......

"Even you, who are known as the Sword Saint, are just so ugly under the suppression of the bloodline. ”

The royal family with a smile on his face in a brocade robe, at this moment, the lofty eyes replaced the illusion of thirst for talent when he first met, he thought that he had found a future virtuous monarch, but he never thought that he was a nightmare for his own clan.

"Your people are safe under my protection now, so you can do things for me without any scruples. From today onwards, there will be no Sword Saint Yerad in the Demon Realm, and you are my pawn, that's it. ”

Under the mask of his smile, his wolf ambition was finally exposed. In order not to betray himself, he even put his own people under house arrest.

"King of the Earth...... One day I will make you pay the price, with this magic sword that His Majesty has given you!"

Once upon a time, even if he was trampled on the soles of his feet, even if he couldn't help himself, he was unwilling to roar. Once upon a time, even though the world had long since lost its color, he had tried to resist.

It's a pity......

"You haven't been doing well lately. You must be familiar with the blood of this people. Let me think about it, it seems like a guy who is very loyal to you, and when he dies, he still believes that you will return to the clan and save everyone. By the way, do you know what the advantage of having too many demon clans is? It is convenient for high-ranking people to hide their identities...... After all this time, no one even knew my true identity, and some people were even shouting that one day the King of Earth, who was in charge of the criminal law, would punish me on behalf of the Heavenly Path. ”

"Starting today, you go to the human world, and find a random human exorcist to assist him wholeheartedly...... Drink my blood, by which I command you, that you will have only one master from now on and forever. ”

"Yellard, after enduring it for so long, I finally have a chance. I command you, take the holy spear of humanity, Longinus!"

You can't lose, if you lose, your own people will have no use value, and they will all die.

Thinking of this, Yerald suddenly stopped his retreat, his eyes burst with dazzling red, and the cyan flame spikes above his head rose suddenly, spreading bursts of amazing magical power.

With a sudden force under his feet, Yerad turned into an afterimage and rushed into the defense line of the Black Imperial Riders, and slashed at the long sword of one of the Black Imperial Riders: "Splitting Blade Extreme Flame Slash!"

In an instant, time seemed to stand still, and the flame sword in Yerald's hand suddenly split into a part of the silver flame, which condensed into another identical flame sword beyond the blade. Immediately after that, Yerald bit the newly appeared flame sword, turned his head and blocked the black blade that was already approaching the back of his neck, and at the same time, he let go of the first flame sword with a wave of his arm, and while clenching his palm, the third flame sword was condensed in an instant at the junction of the two blades......

It's all done in the blink of an eye.

The twelve pitch-black blades had just formed a netting of mortal swords, but they were instantly scattered by the twelve silver flame swords, and it was only then that the black knights saw the fleeting eleven illusory flame swords, and finally the afterimage of the long sword that was once again held in Yerald's hand.

"Is it already so powerful!" Feeling the continuous pressure from the blade, the Black Knights actually fell into a disadvantage, and the originally shrunken encirclement network was constantly torn apart under the teleportation speed of Yerad and the sword skills comparable to divine skills, and the encirclement of the twelve people did not occupy the slightest advantage at all.

"Don't compete with him in swordsmanship, our goal is not to defeat him, as long as we hold the church, we will win!"

"But now I can't pull it out at all! My sword is completely entangled in his flaming sword!"

"Me too, if I withdraw at this time, I will be pursued!"

Yerad didn't care what the Black Knights were saying, he had to fully devote himself to the sword at this moment. Fighting twelve people with twelve swords at the same time has never been tried even by Jerald himself. What's more, in such a battle, you have to maintain absolute speed suppression, once your speed is followed by the other party, then your suppression of the twelve people will completely disappear, and at that time, the twelve swords will instead become the shackles that bind you, and you will only bring destruction.

Both sides are desperate, one side is the twelve black royal horsemen are struggling to deal with, and the other side is Yerald is struggling to support, whichever side shows the flaw first, this battle should be over.

"First Angel ......" Suddenly, a voice came from the church not far away, not one person, but all the surviving paladins of the Shield of Justice chanting at the same time, "The sound of destruction with wind instruments in hand is reproduced here!"

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of cyan light balls the size of ping-pong balls slowly flew out of the church, and suddenly turned into Dao light and shadow gathered in the sky above the church, and then gathered thick dark clouds in the sky, and a huge cloud eye flashed with cyan thunder looming, showing its power against the background of the huge cyan magic in the sky.

Above the dome of the church, the deputy commander stared at the encirclement of the twelve black royal horsemen, and said in a deep voice: "Gregory Song Team, participate!"

For a time in the long history of the church, the Grigor Chants were the trump cards of the Vatican and the Holy See. With the help of 3,333 exorcists or monks chanting together, it is possible to exert an effect similar to that of adding up to a lot, magnifying the effect of a chant thousands of times to form a huge lethal chant.

Moreover, during the period of the schism of the Holy See, the chants of the Gregor Chants could even be directly bombarded by positioning other sects in Rome, and their power was comparable to that of an intercontinental missile......

Originally, there was such a singing team hidden under the church, but it is a pity that the entire underground of the Vatican was completely destroyed by the silver flames of Yerad, and the singing team hidden in it was naturally unable to escape this fate. Although the Deputy Commander has gathered the surviving exorcists, they are not a professional chant team, and more importantly, they are not even ten percent larger than the real Gregot chant team......

The deputy commander was also a little helpless. The number of people is the fundamental condition of the Grégot Song Team, and without the increase of the huge number of people, I am afraid that this team formed by myself will not be able to play any effective role. However, if it is only to interfere with Yellard's actions from the side, it may still be possible.

There was a roar in the sky, cyan electric wires appeared and disappeared in the clouds like a long dragon, and the bright thunder even surpassed the light of dozens of searchlights on the church, and the cyan magic in the cloud slowly rotated, and a thunderbolt poked out of it and instantly bombarded the square.

The Black Horsemen took advantage of the momentum to scatter and retreat to the front of the church, while Yerald, who was struck by this sudden lightning strike in the square, trembled violently and almost fell to the ground, and the eleven flame swords lost their support and fell to the ground one after another, turning into a puff of silver flames and disappearing.

"Well done, adjutant. I don't know who said among the Black Imperial Horsemen, "Just like that, give him a little from time to time, and our work will be much easier." As long as we hold on until His Highness is busy with Hongchuan's affairs, we will be considered to have completed the task. ”

Yerald smiled disdainfully when he heard this, the flame sword supported his body and slowly straightened up, and even his voice was a little hoarse: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it is impossible for him to come back...... There, too, are the heads of the current Bloodline. Moreover, the King of Earth has a new species in his hands that is completely unaffected by bloodline suppression. ”

"Head of the Blood Clan?" everyone let out an exclamation when they heard this, knowing that at this time they knew that the last thing that the Shield of Justice wanted to face had become a fact, and the Blood Clan had joined forces with the King of the Earth.

The King of the Earth, who was once in charge of criminal law in the Northern Regions of the Demon Realm, was also a well-known scholar, and even the royal families of the other three domains often admired him. And since the King of Earth has joined forces with the Blood Clan, it is not surprising that he must have studied a lot of the Black Magic of the Blood Clan. An opponent with great strength is not terrible, but what is terrible is that this opponent also has knowledge that ordinary people cannot match.

Dark magic is synonymous with creation, and the traditional magic of the demons is reality, and if the king of the earth with a developed mind uses reality to create, no one can be sure what he will create. But at least they finally understood why so many new types of species had suddenly appeared in the near future, and why they could ignore the hierarchical bloodline suppression of the demon race since ancient times, because there was no doubt that these new types of them were one of the products of this reality.

Although they all knew that Hongchuan's current defense system was the strongest in the entire human world, it was not only the Earth King who had to deal with it at this time, but also the Head of the Blood Clan. Obviously not, as the ruler of the Blood Clan, he will have at least a few veteran-level Blood Clan powerhouses by his side, and as for the blood slave used as cannon fodder, this Führer will never be stingy.

In the face of such an enemy, can the Zhongzhou branch deal with it?

"I'll give you another good news. There was a hint of contempt in Yerald's tone, but his body trembled slightly as he spoke, "Actually, the head of the blood clan had already been to Hongchuan once two months ago, and that time, by the way, he solved your fourth horse. ”

Like a thunderbolt from the blue, everyone was stunned.

"Impossible...... The Zhongzhou branch never reported on the incident...... Hayato is not the kind of person who deceives his superiors and subordinates, and he will definitely not hide anything from the shield of justice. The deputy commander was stunned for a long time before shaking his head and saying, "You're just trying to disturb our thinking!"

After speaking, the cloud eye in the sky seemed to be affected by the general burst out of a thunderbolt again, and this time because the twelve black royal horses had long been far away from Yerad, the thunder light was more than twice as large as the previous one, and the dazzling electric light instantly poured on the square, and the ground of the entire square even melted like water under this lightning strike, and the church tightly protected by the twelve pitch-black pillars ushered in a huge shock wave, the violent vibration even destroyed some of the pillars of the church, countless exquisite decorations were shaken to the ground, and the exorcists who disturbed them avoided one after another。

Although it is only less than one percent of its strength, the power of the spell bombardment of the Song Team is still shocking. If it was an orthodox chant bombardment, I was afraid that the entire Vatican, along with the cities within a radius of several kilometers, would be directly wiped off the map......

Now that I think about it, the twelve sacred realm enchantments are not only to defend against incoming enemies, but to some extent, they are also a means to ensure that the church will not be attacked by their own spells.

Although Yerald has the title of Sword Saint in the Northern Region of the Demon Realm, he is still only a knighthood-level demon in the final analysis, but he doesn't know what level of knighthood he has reached. In the face of such a spell bombardment, even if the demons can survive, they are afraid that they will be seriously injured, right?

The thunder in the square finally dissipated. As far as the eye could see, the ground had turned into dark red lava, and under the scorching heatwave, the originally flat ground had turned into a wave-like shape, apparently blown by the previous huge shock wave, and countless cyan wires were like long snakes swimming on the scorching ground, making a crackling sound.

"What about Yerrard? It's not going to be solved by this blow, is it?"

"Perhaps...... Now I can't feel his magic anymore. After all, he seems to have fought with others before this, and he has already suffered a lot of injuries, so maybe this time will be over so simply. ”

"The other party is a sword master, and he can't be taken lightly. ”

At the same time, Yerald, who was swallowed by a cloud of lava at the place where he had just been struck by the falling lightning, weakly held the flame sword, and his consciousness began to blur.

Your Majesty, when you gave me this "silver", you expected me to teach my people swordsmanship to make them stronger and defend our northern borders. And now, with this handful of silver, I have become the enemy of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, whom you value most most.

Just as Yerald was about to give up, the voice of the King of Earth suddenly sounded in the depths of his mind: "My sword, now is not the time to break." To be honest, I knew from the beginning that you couldn't break through the Vatican's defenses at all, and while I don't know exactly what you're encountering right now, your near-death state is dangerous enough. ”

Yerald chuckled disdainfully. Danger, to be exact, a danger to your Earth King's plans, right?

"These words are just some of the things I added on a whim, but I had planted enough power in you to turn the tide long before the plan began. The sword in my hand, let you see the results of my research!"